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A Effigy in crystal
abandoned
in time
fixed the twinkle 
shining crysolite eye
gentleness shown
by slant of her mouth
Traveller’s stop
lingering long
whispering Softly
of Willows sad song


A balladeer 
old for his time
Sagacious voice
singing in rhyme
sits in shadow
lamenting 
her plight
serenading willow
A good many night


All hallows eve
bloody right gale
A stocky young man
wandering round
no thought involved
feet are guided 
Invisable hand
forcing along
Ward enters our tale 


The balladeer 
an entranced visage 
does see
sits forward of shadow 
starts speaking free


“I’ll tell you the Story
of beautiful willow
here in her glory
ere’ she stands 
light of the vale
until her true love
triumphant prevails


See her father 
a Czar
No blessings did give
distressed and dismayed
Willow did flee
fell over the parapet
mortal injury done


abruptly appearing
a sorcerer arrived
told all around
restore her I can
If a tarrif be paid
Need a son do I
my eyes 
A slave made me


As mournful a cry 
keened through the night
the mothers of vale
cried out their plight


Our Noble Czar
far from calm
threw up his arm
his agreement no alms
So a deal was set 
with a nod
the vote was cast 
with a sob 
ballots read
son of the poorest 
man with dread
forward he came 
the poorest of males
way down deep 
deep in the vale
the wizard proceeding 
with no sound
A spell made 
hands flying around
Lifting poor willow 
up off the ground
nuclear light did abound
the vale lit up
making all 
jump in fright
the sorcerer concluded
that horrible night
to all who would hear
those far and wide
even quite near


“Touch not this girl 
till love finds her here”


People of vale 
in shock and dismay
screamed their protest
noone did sway
tricked them had 
the magical bard”


Balladeer 
his story now told
set down his harp 
hands did fold
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